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"He still lives with Ember," Minho reported about Ozul. 

"From what I have gathered, Ember takes good care of him and his team. Now that she has become an Empyrean, pretty much no one will dare to touch them."

At that, Old Gu squinted his eyes a little, showing his displeasure.

"So life has gotten comfortable for him... hmm," he shook his head sideways as if it was unfair to the little kids fighting for bread in front of him.

"Master..." Minho called out softly. 

"Huh?"

"Can I inquire why you wouldn't join the Demonic Emperor? Don't we have reason to go against God's Son?"

Old Gu sighed, finding it a bother to explain himself, but still went through with it nonetheless.

"That is where you are wrong. I don't have a reason to go against that brat, at least not yet."